Friday, January 13, 2012

Glory and delight

It's Friday the 13th, again.

And just like the last time, I feel so so so goddamn lucky. I can't explain it.
There's something lucky about this day- and I've always loved turning superstition on it's prophetic head.

Although things aren't perfect, and neither am I, or the people in my life, I'm so thankful that I have them. I'm so thankful for the small mistakes I made early on, so I don't have to make bigger mistakes now. I'm so thankful for the ears that will listen, for the shoulders I can lean on and for the hearts that are open to loving me and allow me to love them.

I'm so grateful that (most of the time) I am not lost.
And if I do lose myself somewhere, I have been provided with all the faculties to find myself.
That in disaster I am never stranded.

That all the little things to be angered and frustrated and hurt by always pass. It always passes. Everything has an end, and that's a wonderful thing to know. It's almost as if, if we only carried that knowledge with us everywhere, in every facet of life, we would live so much fuller. Get into a 2 year relationship, knowing that it has an expiration date and you have at least 5 life lessons to learn. Know that the time you have with your loved ones is limited. Know that we're all going to die. I know I'm a medical student, but I find a lot of comfort in the awareness of my own death. Because what we're afraid of is the unknown. What we stress about is 'not knowing,' whether we'll make it, whether we'll get better, whether our relationships will make it, whether tonight will be the thing that turns it all around, whether we'll pass or fail miserably.

Once you take away that fear you're free. Once you realise you're going to die, you're free to live. Once you realise things WILL CHANGE you stop crying about feeling stuck and start changing yourself.

Leave behind your mistakes and fears and there's nothing left to worry about. You're no longer crippled. The comfort in knowing that you're not going to know unless you try. Stop hiding and stop fighting and take a chance.

Jay-Z wrote the following song for his daughter and that's a beautiful thing.
My father named me 'Kavita' because it means poetry and it rhymes with my mother's name and that is a beautiful thing.

Glory.

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